A jar of jam has nothing on us x?
04.09.2014 - 04.09.2014 27 °C
What a day!
Got up with the birds, quick blast around the mountains to the little bakers to get sciacatta then back home to enjoy a leisurely breakfast followed by a quick session of packing.
Went into Castelnuovo to pick up the usual end of holiday bits 12 bottles of Brandy 18 litres of wine and fifteen sausages. Alas no cheese ( had enough of Nino's feet)
Had a wonderful meal with zia & zio which entail a game of billiards (I won against zio which makes me the reigning champion of Garfagnana)
After a tearful goodbye and a Marucciana (cocktail of Brandy, Rum & Vermouth soaked in cherries) back on the road we head up to our own personal mountain (Mount Pisanino).
To where it all began (proposal of marriage using blades of wild grass for rings) 6 years ago, only to find the buggers had cut down our Cherry tree to a stump! ? nevertheless it was still very beautiful and serene. As usual, in true Kathy style, we ventured further up mountain on foot. ..yep you've got it.... Flip flops!
Suffice to say the locals was giving us some strange looks. . Can't understand why! The sun was out. ?
We the went of to our favourite restaurant for a Pizza? we were not disappointed! With this as we were introduced to the local wheat beer.
I attracted more attention this time from the local perv who nearly fell off his seat straining.his neck tho look at me..can't understand why!
We left the restaurant to head home, around the mountains we go in true nino form...where I hang on for dear life whilst we leave the rubber of the tyres on the road.
At home we say more farewells to family and friends followed by some vino and banter.
A good day!